My purpose,
My purpose!
I bask in excitement,
I relax in contentment.

I was chosen to be he,
Because of my infinite neutrality.
Baptized Morman;
An Atheist,
An Agnostic.

Why is racism still considered?
How exactly are the greys configured?
Drugs are bad because?
What fun would it be to own a gun!

The gods left me to my own devices.
My trial was to join him of my own free will!
Uninfluenced by the goodness that is he;
The reason that he cried for me!

I can’t believe all the lies and human sacrifices…
A thought form I also pondered.
That energy was not squandered!

Because if I am to judge my peers;
I must consider all of my years,
All of the anger and tears.
I give them the same respect as I want them to give me.
I honor every figure of authority.
(Unless reasons for me to do otherwise are plain to see)
I act in accordance to the values of society.

Now global, it bore me fruit!
The way of the Samurai,
The Furry,
The Patriot,
The Satanist,
The Jew,
The Dervishes of a life I once knew…

I can’t list them all,
There is just so many.
And thanks to my kundalini;
Now any ignorance begets intuition.
I have a feeling this will be rather easy.

Because even when I thought I was better,
At the cusp of my imbalance…
I still leant my ear;
To listen to others describe what they see.